Chapter 73: Sparks and Rhythm
The hum of the simulation chamber filled the air like a living heartbeat — steady, resonant, and powerful. Rings of light spiraled across the polished floor, echoing with every motion the team made. Each step, each swing, each flare of energy rippled through the grid, painting the air in rhythm with their movements.
Ava stood in the center, one hand loosely gripping her adaptive dagger — the weapon humming softly, its blade shimmering with resonance energy that pulsed in sync with her heartbeat. "Alright," she said, voice carrying the lazy edge of command, "same parameters as before — no overcharging, no breaking the chamber again."
Zephyr raised his hand immediately. "That was one time."
"Three," Alyssa corrected flatly, not even glancing up from her holographic console. "And the last one nearly sent half the floor into orbit."
"Semantics," Zephyr said with a grin.
